Lorane gave a small chuckle as she made her way back to her seat, plopping down in it. "Please. You people could never turn me, or any of the rest of us, into one of those powerless pigs." She said.  She heard the breaking of a pencil from somewhere in the front row. Upon closer inspection, Lorane realized it came from a small looking asian girl, who was now taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. Lorane shrugged, paying the asian girl no mind.  Lorane reached her arm behind her, grabbing the sheet of paper from the eel behind her. She huffed in frustration as she looked at it. It was three quaters of the way done, and needed little work. She began scribbling down words. 

[@KatherinWinter]